poem, poetry

theory of simple structures

were you surprised to learn
that all things are like other things?

i was.
but i don’t know that i knew that.

i can’t tell whether it’s good or bad.

don’t think of it as reflections.

why?

it’s madness.

not possibility?

it’s madness. believe me.

you’re talking to me now
in a voice that’s not even mine.

yea.

but you can’t speak for me
i might not even understand you
…have you noticed how
every time you approach some finality
you get overtaken by worry?

i’ve become something. do you like it?

but you can always ask me for help like this.

i still need you

it’s okay, that’s how it’s supposed to be

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